Oh YES Wyoming!

(*sorry, but blogger's being stupid today, for some reason i can't post my links in properly...i'll try to fix it up when i get home!!)
This is old news, but I love the Seinfeld/Superman tag team action for those online commercials. *SIGH* I LOVE SEINFELD, his show is right up there in my list of fave TV shows (along with The Office, Blackadder, Monty Python's Flying Circus... the list can go on...) I haven't quiet decided on Curb Your Enthusiasm yet. It's almost like watching Seinfeld with a different character playing Jerry. I know Larry David was one of the creators, but the similarities are often eerie *shudder* Well back to those commercials. I think there should be a musical written about Toronto, just like for Wyoming. That way I could use lyrics from the musical as the title for this blog entry. What I would have really liked to say is "OH YES TORONTO."

OH YES TORONTO :)
I love Toronto (more than I love Jerry Seinfeld), but sometimes I wonder about this fair city I live in. It's hurting. Badly. Our city is full of beautiful people. Who can't dress. The other night on the Subway I saw a woman whose earrings were made out of TOONIES . That's right. Toonies. There is no excuse for that. Last week in the morning on the way to work we got stuck between Victoria St and Bay on Richmond b/c there was no electricity in the street lights. Why? Because they were shooting Cinderella Man (the new Russel Crowe boxing flick) outside of the Bay and needed to use old fashioned street lamps. Thus I was delayed from getting to work on time AND was hit on my super gross techies with mullets who were old enough to be my dad *vomit.* Although I see this whole Hollywood North thing as Canada prostituting itself for some US bling I realize how much cash it brings into our cash strapped film economy...total conundrum if you ask me. Well I'm yet to see Russell Crowe but the set is pretty cool. They've turned the Bay into Madison Square Gardens, and it looks better as MSG than anything else so far. In other news it looks like I will not see Ja Rule either. Freaking guy was right across the street from me last week too for his court appearance!! And you guys KNOW how much i LOVE his music. Some people have all the luck

A Love/Hate Relationship with the Scarborough Rotary Ribfest
So it's already established that I'm a pretensious snob when it comes to cultural things. I'm sorry but I'm just not a Ribfest sort of person. Mullets scare me. The music of Twisted Sister gives me nightmares. The 80s must go away. It is however possible to find the 80s in its purest most concentrated form at certain social gatherings. Like NASCAR (Elspeth can attest to this), and the Scarborough Rotary Ribfest . At first I loved it, because it gave me the entire house to myself on Friday night, which was AMAZING. I don't remember the last time I had the house to myself, to sit around and do absolutely nothing with no one around. As opposed to sitting around and doing nothing with the entire family around. Refreshing. The however came Saturday. That's when I began to despise my liberator. The Ribfest had to go. I couldn't HANDLE the BAD 80s music interspersed with bad Country and Western. I love music from the 80s The Cure rock (and they're coming to town next week for their Curiosa Festival!) but not blared from Thompson Park and invading my afternoon nap time! Even Oliver was unimpressed, he felt threatened by a mini Pomeranian and went and hid on the front porch ;) All in all, Ribfest can take a hike next year. However, one highlight of Saturday. I rode my bike down St.Andrews by the old church just after the downpour. There's something about being outside after a heavy rainfall. I think it's the smell, you know that damp earthy smell...

The Interpreter
There are very few things that will make me seriously consider moving to the States, particularly New York city. Among the few: Having the Beastie Boys , Interpol AND the Strokes living within a close proximity and being available for summer BBQs whenever I want them to come; scoring that dream job with the UN . I'm not big into watching movies in theatres, mainly because I think it's highway robbery to force someone to pay upwards of $13.00 for a movie that would look just fine on a TV screen. Buuuut, I'm TOTALLY stoked for the Interpreter, because for now I'm going to have to live vicariously through Nicole Kidman until I actually score that dream job at the UN. It's the only movie that's ever been allowed to actually shoot inside the General Assembly. Which is pretty wicked if you ask me.

...Well it's the beginning of August, so that means I need to go on my magazine run at lunch!!! As Fez would say, "I say good day"